You have nothing to hide...

“Alright, alright, you can say no to those puppy eyes!”

You try to take your bra off… Damn this is even harder when you’re wearing it…

“You know what, why don’t you do me the honours!”

You wink at him and turn around. He comes running and starts fiddling with it, even clumsier than you, but eventually, you feel it opening. Meanwhile, you slipped off your panties.

You stand in front of the little pervert peeping tom naked. You think that you should feel ****. But you don’t. A week ago in your male body, you’d have thought the woman in this situation is clearly in tee weaker position. But you aren’t. It's clear to the both of you that you're in charge, you're the one who says what's happening and he’s the one begging for favours and treats like a little lapdog. You smile. This body is giving you power over men – at least a certain kind of men - that is incomparable. It’s a rush.

You pose for him and he’s eagerly shooting away, coming as close to you as you allow him to get while you push out your tits and ass, spread your legs. With your hand in front of your treasure chest first and only after he's shown to be nice and obedient and keep himself under control take it away and let him see and archive your spread lips that are glistening wet. You are enjoying his attention a lot, but even more his unlimited will to do whatever you tell him to warn his rewards.

You lean your head against a tree and start touching yourself between your open legs.

It’s not for his sake, but you don't mind giving him the reward and let him take pictures to remind him of this day, it’s for your very own sake. You're enjoying this power trip to much to not get off on it. You rub your clit fast and hard, no time for subtleties or foreplay. It only takes you minutes to reach the edge and as you jump off of it, you look him into the eyes. You can see he obviously wants to take out his cock – but you didn't tell him to so he doesn't dare. He just takes pictures and will take care of his base male urges later, when you’re not around to have to witness it.

Looking him in the eyes, you're swept away by an orgasm - not the biggest or best you had as a woman, but quite a decent one. And not one you got from being with or fantasying about a hot guy of girl but just a power rush orgasm. You never had one of those, never were in a position of power as man, really. You think you could get used to this. You grab your clothes.

“Alright, that'll do little man. Way much more of a show than you deserve, you creep. Get lost.”

He hungrily looks at your pictures on his phone, then at you.

"Thank you, Ma’am. But before I go, I thinking I may have an offer you want to hear...”